I Became Robin?! (Honkai Star Rail)

"Personally, I still recommend the same strategy as before: seal off the entire city for several days, keep everyone indoors, and send in the military, led by Evolvers, to systematically clear out all the zombies."

It was a simple and straightforward proposal, but Robin noticed that the person making it was handcuffed, bruised, and bandaged on the forehead.

"You have no right to speak here! Shut your mouth!" Before the man could finish, an irritable Bureau of Anomalous Investigations officer in uniform kicked him.

Robin looked puzzled. "What's going on here?"

Zhong Wanhong explained, "This guy's a member of the Fuguang Society. Unfortunately, I only managed to capture one; the others got away."

This was one of the Fuguang Society members who had confronted Zhong Wanhong's team at the port earlier. It seemed that even after successfully luring Lü Heng and Yu Lin away with a clever ploy, they had still lost, and one of them had even been captured alive.

The kick didn't silence the Fuguang Society member. He grinned widely. "Too bad our mission at the port failed, but missing one target isn't a big deal. Soon, this city will have at least a hundred more Evolvers."

One could say the Fuguang Society had hidden themselves too well, or that the Bureau of Anomalous Investigations discovered their plan too late. Countless devices capable of releasing the Fancheng Virus had been scattered throughout the city, and they all activated simultaneously that evening.

But this was inevitable. The virus-releasing devices were remarkably small, roughly the size of a cigarette lighter. The Fuguang Society didn't even need their own members to install them; they simply paid ordinary people to place the devices discreetly throughout the city.

No matter how competent the Bureau was, they couldn't possibly monitor the movements of every citizen around the clock.

In fact, the Fuguang Society's port operation was oddly conspicuous, with a large group of members converging there, acting as if...

"They deliberately wanted to draw the Bureau's attention and lure us there," Zhong Wanhong said, glancing at the Fuguang Society member in handcuffs. This diversion allowed other members—or ordinary people bribed by the Society—to more easily plant virus-releasing devices in locations that would otherwise have been difficult to access.

The truth was as Zhong Wanhong suspected. Just moments ago, ordinary people, using various excuses, had visited Longcheng's hospitals, police stations, and the Bureau of Anomalous Investigations, surreptitiously leaving packages nearby.

Under normal circumstances, these actions would have been immediately detected. But at that moment, the Bureau was completely deserted, its agents out apprehending suspects.

Thinking it through, Zhong Wanhong realized that the transparent scheme to threaten Robin wasn't about defeating him at all—it was merely a ploy to buy time.

"Yes, and no," the Fuguang Society member said resignedly, manacled. "Couldn't we have done both simultaneously? We were indeed distracting you while also deploying devices at the port. Unfortunately, the latter failed despite everything. I suppose I should say, 'As expected of you, Ghost of Fancheng'?"

Zhong Wanhong rubbed his temples, utterly exasperated. This was precisely what made the Fuguang Society so infuriating. Unlike typical terrorists who relied on brute force for horrific attacks, the Fuguang Society operated with meticulous precision, their plans intricate and interlocking. Unless absolutely necessary, they avoided direct confrontation with the Bureau.

Robin reconsidered the Fuguang Society's objectives. It was clear that the Bureau of Anomalous Investigations was staffed with indispensable talents for the Dragon Nation. Killing these "elites" to create more Evolvers might not be a worthwhile exchange.

While the Bureau likely viewed the Fuguang Society as a formidable enemy, the Society itself had never considered the Bureau its true adversary.

Returning to the present crisis, unless someone could summon a city-wide hurricane to disperse all the toxic gas, this catastrophe was unavoidable. As for handling the aftermath of the zombie virus outbreak, the method proposed by the Fuguang Society member earlier was already the best possible solution.

"This feeling of being led by the nose from beginning to end is truly awful," Zhong Wanhong sighed helplessly, echoing the sentiment shared by most present.

He then turned to Robin. "Robin, what's the maximum range of your emotional calming ability?"

"Huh?" Robin immediately understood his intention. "You're not thinking of having me calm the entire city, are you?"

Though Robin wasn't certain of her ability's precise range, she knew it couldn't extend beyond a couple hundred meters at most.

"What if you sang voluntarily? Your other ability should activate as soon as people hear your song, right?"

"Well..." Robin wasn't entirely sure. "I think so?"

Theoretically, only the people of Fancheng were susceptible to the Zombie Virus. This meant the number of uninfected people far outnumbered the zombies. Staying indoors should have guaranteed absolute safety.

Some families might have limited supplies that wouldn't last long, but the city hadn't truly fallen. Phones were still working, so they could easily call for help.

Robin couldn't understand why Zhong Wanhong wanted her to sing. Surely it wasn't to empower ordinary citizens and send them into battle against the zombies?

Zhong Wanhong shook his head. "No, it's not the ordinary people who need assistance. It's the Evolvers—those who inhaled the virus but remained uninfected."

It's worth noting that many years ago, the Dimensional Rift in Fancheng had randomly spawned zombies. As long as you avoided being bitten, you were safe. But this time, the virus was being released city-wide, making it far more lethal.

This situation had essentially placed all the Fancheng People at a crossroads: they would either die and become zombies, or they would evolve into Evolvers. The outcome would be clear almost immediately.

"The Fancheng People who relocated here would naturally live among their own kind," Zhong Wanhong explained, his face twisting with anguish. "This means that wherever an Evolver emerges, they'll inevitably be surrounded by hordes of zombies—possibly even their former family and friends. Not all Evolvers can immediately adapt to their newfound powers and make rational decisions. Today... I dread to think how many will die at the hands of their own loved ones."

"That's why, Robin, I need your help. You must help these Evolvers regain their composure. Whether they choose to fight the zombies or flee, your song can save their lives."